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Michelle being the godmother she is has almost all the parts needed for her easter gift to the godchild.

We have a baby shower coming and a wedding. They are two weeks apart.

Both are far from us but also from Delaware.

The wedding list is mostly asking for Home Depot cards between $50-100.

The baby list is asking for $250 high chairs.

I'm kind of impressed no one is going to comment on how glaring this is going to look when the people getting married are being fairly practical while the other one is aiming to... bling up? Is that still a phrase?

Anyway, my opinion may be colored because the baby shower is from a same couple that had two weddings to accommodate more people. The second wedding was big, messy, and very generic and the money that was sent was deposited very quickly.

I dunno, I know it's expected but I found it kind of tacky in that regard. Welp.

The engaged couple are big on DIY but still have some missing stuff, so we're giving them our dual inverter AC. I love the unit but we don't need it with central air. Besides, less gaps in insulation if we're not installing them. They had a housewarming event last year and noted it was hot as balls there with only one dinky AC, so I think they'll get good use out of it.

Gaining weight but gaining muscle too. I weigh more than ever but according to the scale I gained almost 10 pounds in muscle. How.

Maybe it's a sign not to do things like make okonomiyaki. To be fair, it's a great way to use up vegetables.

Dream

Dec. 21st, 2021 06:51 am
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I dreamt that due to COVID the lockdown returned to full effect. It didn't stop me from taking a bus to travel however. Upon leaving, I decide to eat at some outside hole-in-the-wall greasy Chinese place where I sit in a circular table that tightly fits three others and can't help but think this is too tight for comfort.

One of the other people, a younger kid in his teens, finishes eating and heads to work. He was an orphan and worked with the mob. His current task was to haul a stash of chips into an underground casino. As he wandered down through the area with the cart, the guards kept looking at the haul he carted through with awe but he kept dismissing it with, "It's just plastic."

Someone decides to take him in and live a life away from the mob. He's taken in and attends a family New Years with the extended family and they watch tv. As it gets late, one group of aunts and uncles realize they have to stay late so ask to stay and they sleep in the living room as the rest of them prepare to celebrate New Years: the house is big but everyone seems to be staying.
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Humanity was on the verge of dying. An alien race of sorts came and promised to help them with the premise that they would never meet these beings personally until they felt the world was ready. They would need to first overcome the needs that instinctually existed within them, a process that may take generations. In my dream, one city broke out into a riot over a lack of food. An intervention came in the form of discipline and another supply of food, reminding the survivors that the world suffers longer as a result of their greed. Some felt guilt. In time, someone volunteered to be a speaker for these entities, a human that agreed to be remade as their speaker. It granted them, among other things, the ability to rapidly regenerate.

In a much later time, several others would replace her, and I was one of them, given a piece of her to help in my evolution to have the same powers. It was another sign of sacrifice, and I loved her, and wanted nothing more than a way to bring her back to life.

Dream

Sep. 27th, 2021 08:00 am
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Ever have a dream where you're in a building and it's snowing at night and windy and people are huddling inside, so you ask folks to come inside but as this is happening the wind picks up and snow starts flying harder, then harder, until it becomes this loud mass and the last motion you are allowed is the sight of this wall of air that is pushing everything in existence in your way and all you can think about is if your death will be painful or quick?

No idea what inspired that.

Dream

Jul. 6th, 2021 08:08 am
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This time it centered on a man that bought an old home and found a robot inside. Turning it on, it turned out the machine was a servant to the past occupant. It lived decades with the old owner and learned many skills and evolved to be empathetic through the owner who kind of saw to it like their child (suggested it was a bit of an empty nest syndrome). When the old owner died, the machine had nothing to turn to but kept working in the manor keeping things tidy until it ran low on power and, instead of powering itself, decided to quietly "pass away" in the attic.

As the man brought him home and archived their stories, he is endeared to the old tales and the robot's desire to console where needed and he becomes a friend.

Eventually the machine starts to stutter a bit and after a diagnostic it turns out one of the inner circuits is breaking down. Being decades old, replacement parts are impossible to find. The machine continues to deteriorate, exhibiting signs that resemble dementia. While he tries to find a way to help his companion, the machine notes to him that it is fitting to go like this.

It ends the same way it did for the robot, standing in a field in the rain.
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I dreamt a story about a witch. She lived a lonely life but was very kind. She helped generations of villagers as they came and went, their children and then children's children as needed. One day, she adopted a child that was neglected and acted as a mother figure. As the child grew into a woman, the witch said she was approaching her years. She feared that she was no longer going to be able to help the village and the people there and that it would be best if she was forgotten. The woman, however, insisted not to. She was a loving person, so it was only fair that she also be loved. The witch hesitated, and then reluctantly consented. Years passed, there were happy times, and then one day the witch politely asked her who she was and what was her business here. The woman, finally understanding what the witch meant, began to cry as the witch smiled pleasantly.
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I was returning to college. I took a train, was confused by a rude conductor that said I was going to the wrong destination, but ended up heading where I wanted to in the first place. At the university, I remember back to my original time as a freshman. My roomie was friendly, but a little too macho for my liking. While I did my classwork, he was usually out experiencing the joy of being in college, and I think it was suggested that he was somewhat of a ladykiller. Before the year ended, I met the first woman to ever interest me in college. We started talking during a social event. We talked, but then I was shortcome by my roomie, who immediately took over and began to find ways to make sure he had priority over her, completely shutting me out from her. The last vision I had of this past was of running out of the bar and seeing both of them walking out together against a snowing parking lot as I stood there watching and hating the man.

I returned to college ready to try again. I went out, bought some books, looked around the quad and breathed in the nostalgia of it. When I came around to my dorm room, it was a bunk house. People talked to each other as I lay back and some of them recognized me when I returned. Somewhere along the way the subject of my old roommate came up and I asked them about it. They said that he was out partying. I inquired about the girl to see if she was all right, but then I was informed that she was his girlfriend for the last number of years and that they were very close. I thought of trying to get her back, but after I heard that I realized it was all a false pretense to begin with. I tried to go to bed and then later walked the streets in the light snow. There was that bar again, and I entered, where I played arcade games and ate pizza with the others there. There was also a sort of social writing event, where each person was supposed to write something about their thoughts on a sheet of paper and others would eventually read it. I was worried it was going to be something crass, but as I looked at a sheet someone was writing on, I realized that there was something very intelligent and caring they put on the sheet.
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I was returning to college. I took a train, was confused by a rude conductor that said I was going to the wrong destination, but ended up heading where I wanted to in the first place. At the university, I remember back to my original time as a freshman. My roomie was friendly, but a little too macho for my liking. While I did my classwork, he was usually out experiencing the joy of being in college, and I think it was suggested that he was somewhat of a ladykiller. Before the year ended, I met the first woman to ever interest me in college. We started talking during a social event. We talked, but then I was shortcome by my roomie, who immediately took over and began to find ways to make sure he had priority over her, completely shutting me out from her. The last vision I had of this past was of running out of the bar and seeing both of them walking out together against a snowing parking lot as I stood there watching and hating the man.

I returned to college ready to try again. I went out, bought some books, looked around the quad and breathed in the nostalgia of it. When I came around to my dorm room, it was a bunk house. People talked to each other as I lay back and some of them recognized me when I returned. Somewhere along the way the subject of my old roommate came up and I asked them about it. They said that he was out partying. I inquired about the girl to see if she was all right, but then I was informed that she was his girlfriend for the last number of years and that they were very close. I thought of trying to get her back, but after I heard that I realized it was all a false pretense to begin with. I tried to go to bed and then later walked the streets in the light snow. There was that bar again, and I entered, where I played arcade games and ate pizza with the others there. There was also a sort of social writing event, where each person was supposed to write something about their thoughts on a sheet of paper and others would eventually read it. I was worried it was going to be something crass, but as I looked at a sheet someone was writing on, I realized that there was something very intelligent and caring they put on the sheet.

Dream

Apr. 25th, 2005 08:20 am
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Dream

Apr. 25th, 2005 08:20 am
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Dreamt I was in Suikoden.

I was a member in a party of others traveling through ruins that seemed Sindar in origin. My members included a man in his twenties who was the new hero. I looked at the others I was with and started to wonder if I remembered them from any past Suikoden and then I noted that the Fire Bringer was in my party.

Another opposing group came into the ruins after we tried to open an ancient stone cabinet to see what was inside. We go into combat and it is not long before the Fire Bringer falls. I go into a rage and strike down everyone of them I can like some sort of angry frenzy, killing with a disturbing violence that alarms some of the other members.

At that point, I start to think of a background in the Grassland highlands where along the top of a great top of a valley was a village of huts. I can't remember much more than that, other than the Fire Bringer was there; possibly the new hero as well, and their meeting.

Analysis: Although it's been awhile, this is at least the third dream I've had in the past few days where I became abnormally violent. I'm not sure if it means something, but maybe it has something to do with this motivation lack I've been having recently. Damn it.
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Dreamt I was in Suikoden.

I was a member in a party of others traveling through ruins that seemed Sindar in origin. My members included a man in his twenties who was the new hero. I looked at the others I was with and started to wonder if I remembered them from any past Suikoden and then I noted that the Fire Bringer was in my party.

Another opposing group came into the ruins after we tried to open an ancient stone cabinet to see what was inside. We go into combat and it is not long before the Fire Bringer falls. I go into a rage and strike down everyone of them I can like some sort of angry frenzy, killing with a disturbing violence that alarms some of the other members.

At that point, I start to think of a background in the Grassland highlands where along the top of a great top of a valley was a village of huts. I can't remember much more than that, other than the Fire Bringer was there; possibly the new hero as well, and their meeting.

Analysis: Although it's been awhile, this is at least the third dream I've had in the past few days where I became abnormally violent. I'm not sure if it means something, but maybe it has something to do with this motivation lack I've been having recently. Damn it.

Dream

Apr. 16th, 2005 10:54 am
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Dreamt about a cat. It was a very pretty looking cat with short fur and large pretty green eyes and it stared at me and would smile. I lived in a complex that was around the docks where there were boxes everywhere. It was pretty, but I was afraid of touching the cat because the first time I saw it, it clawed someone hard. I tried to hide away from it enough to keep myself safe, but the cat was intelligent enough to follow me. At one point, it followed me home and I wanted to hide from it, but it followed me enough to reach my door. One of my roommates would open the door and notice the pretty cat and let it in and I watched it follow me. I almost start to break down and the cat seems sympathetic enough to push itself back outside but continues to watch me and I can't get myself to close the door.

Dream

Apr. 16th, 2005 10:54 am
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Dreamt about a cat. It was a very pretty looking cat with short fur and large pretty green eyes and it stared at me and would smile. I lived in a complex that was around the docks where there were boxes everywhere. It was pretty, but I was afraid of touching the cat because the first time I saw it, it clawed someone hard. I tried to hide away from it enough to keep myself safe, but the cat was intelligent enough to follow me. At one point, it followed me home and I wanted to hide from it, but it followed me enough to reach my door. One of my roommates would open the door and notice the pretty cat and let it in and I watched it follow me. I almost start to break down and the cat seems sympathetic enough to push itself back outside but continues to watch me and I can't get myself to close the door.
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Kept for the sake of logging.

I went to a prison to check up on someone. The inside of the prison looked not too different from a very busy terminal (I think the concept was inspired by Times Square station). Lots of terminals where officers were standing behind, lots of armed soldiers walking by. I looked around for the right cell but all the other rooms were full of patients. I then remember something a friend of mine said about his work at a hospital and I started to wonder if this was what he was talking about. I peek over to one cell a bit to see these people getting treated who definitely seem to have some sort of mental disability: one of them howls some sort of gibberish and I back off. It turns out there's another part of the prison to check out. Before this, though, the center of the room caves into this pit and is sucking in huge amounts of air. I'm holding on for my life to a railing as I ask someone what it is. They reply "Haven't you heard of Azumanga Daioh?" Eventually the pit seals itself and we can continue on our merry way. I end up going past this double door that I don't think people are allowed to go through because beyond it is a very bitter frozen cold.

I trudge through the snow and icy weather and then get onto a railway system trolley (think like that parking trolley) with a few others. We ride along and I'm treated to some sort of macabre collection of what they do to prisoners. I remember some of these people getting turned into fleshy flowers, some of them getting quartered and strung up, and there were a lot of heads lying around here and there along the stonework as the rail. I realize that whoever it is I was supposed to meet had no chance. I wait for the rail to head all the way back to where it originally was and I head back to the door but I know it's sealed shut, so I stand to a corner and wait. The door finally opens and I'm hidden behind the big ass door as I hope no one notices me. Guards pass me by and I get in and I return to the large area.

I feel like I know too much and for all I know, there are people watching me: I cannot help but notice these cameras in the room that suddenly seem to hone in on me, so I try to get out. By the time I make it to the cabs outside though, the alarm shrieks and I wake up.
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Kept for the sake of logging.

I went to a prison to check up on someone. The inside of the prison looked not too different from a very busy terminal (I think the concept was inspired by Times Square station). Lots of terminals where officers were standing behind, lots of armed soldiers walking by. I looked around for the right cell but all the other rooms were full of patients. I then remember something a friend of mine said about his work at a hospital and I started to wonder if this was what he was talking about. I peek over to one cell a bit to see these people getting treated who definitely seem to have some sort of mental disability: one of them howls some sort of gibberish and I back off. It turns out there's another part of the prison to check out. Before this, though, the center of the room caves into this pit and is sucking in huge amounts of air. I'm holding on for my life to a railing as I ask someone what it is. They reply "Haven't you heard of Azumanga Daioh?" Eventually the pit seals itself and we can continue on our merry way. I end up going past this double door that I don't think people are allowed to go through because beyond it is a very bitter frozen cold.

I trudge through the snow and icy weather and then get onto a railway system trolley (think like that parking trolley) with a few others. We ride along and I'm treated to some sort of macabre collection of what they do to prisoners. I remember some of these people getting turned into fleshy flowers, some of them getting quartered and strung up, and there were a lot of heads lying around here and there along the stonework as the rail. I realize that whoever it is I was supposed to meet had no chance. I wait for the rail to head all the way back to where it originally was and I head back to the door but I know it's sealed shut, so I stand to a corner and wait. The door finally opens and I'm hidden behind the big ass door as I hope no one notices me. Guards pass me by and I get in and I return to the large area.

I feel like I know too much and for all I know, there are people watching me: I cannot help but notice these cameras in the room that suddenly seem to hone in on me, so I try to get out. By the time I make it to the cabs outside though, the alarm shrieks and I wake up.
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It begins with me sitting in a dark bedroom, chatting with people online and looking through stuff. All the while while they type out their words, I hear them as thought they're being spoken. I ask to looook at a side, and they give me access to one. I then was busy talking with someone who shared my bedroom with me. I'm looking through photos of animals and the like while discussing pornography with someone and requesting for a download for some sort of software. I play it, and then it turns out to be like an Age of Empires format. Someone I know has the command of several men. There's more, but it's hard to remember without a blanket to sleep in.

I end up going to my college under the fear of bombs, but not before I remember news of terrorists striking the college. One of my professors messages me to be careful of certain packages. Someone I know took a present under someone's name, and it was actually a bomb. I think about the second floor that I really need to reach since I had to inform a professor I knew about something important, and then I also think of the panic I might create if I told the person about the bomb. He seemed to be busy with his cellphone, so after we greeted each other, I was about to warn him about the present, but the elevator shut behind me. I knew the thing was going to blow up soon. The door opened and I started running through halls. Running really fast. A sudden ringing broke out throughout and I knew I had to run harder. When I do, I end up slamming into a corner and hearing a roaring explosion erupt as smoke punched out of the hall way I cornered myself from. There was still a way around, but I just watched the smoke as it filled out. I soon remembered that there was another bomb. About then, the phone rang. Damned since I wanted to know what else was going to happen.
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It begins with me sitting in a dark bedroom, chatting with people online and looking through stuff. All the while while they type out their words, I hear them as thought they're being spoken. I ask to looook at a side, and they give me access to one. I then was busy talking with someone who shared my bedroom with me. I'm looking through photos of animals and the like while discussing pornography with someone and requesting for a download for some sort of software. I play it, and then it turns out to be like an Age of Empires format. Someone I know has the command of several men. There's more, but it's hard to remember without a blanket to sleep in.

I end up going to my college under the fear of bombs, but not before I remember news of terrorists striking the college. One of my professors messages me to be careful of certain packages. Someone I know took a present under someone's name, and it was actually a bomb. I think about the second floor that I really need to reach since I had to inform a professor I knew about something important, and then I also think of the panic I might create if I told the person about the bomb. He seemed to be busy with his cellphone, so after we greeted each other, I was about to warn him about the present, but the elevator shut behind me. I knew the thing was going to blow up soon. The door opened and I started running through halls. Running really fast. A sudden ringing broke out throughout and I knew I had to run harder. When I do, I end up slamming into a corner and hearing a roaring explosion erupt as smoke punched out of the hall way I cornered myself from. There was still a way around, but I just watched the smoke as it filled out. I soon remembered that there was another bomb. About then, the phone rang. Damned since I wanted to know what else was going to happen.

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